Who cut the cheese and chopped the trees?

It wasn't until I read the card, and reread my likes/dislikes, that I realized my Santa didn't have much to work with. But somehow they still hit it out of the park.

Santa - I won't lie, this gift was a roller coaster of emotions. I ripped open the package to find a beautiful box. Inside the box: an envelope. Tear open the envelope and take out the card. Haha, that guy looks funny, but wait... what's this? Trees? In the mail? My Santa really figured me out! They know me! Wait... these aren't trees, this is oregano. Well played. The tears are now welling up inside my eyes, but wait, there's still the box. There's cheese. Sweet sweet cheese. And let me tell you, as I cut the first block, with the fresh smell of oregano still on my nostrils, and the Santa's warm words from the card still bouncing around in my head I bit in and I'd be lying if I said it wasn't some of the most awesome cheese I've ever had. Maybe it was because of the circumstances, or maybe Santa really did pick out some awesome cheese, but all I know is that it was delicious and I thank you very much for it. Thankfully, amid all this I even remembered to snap some pictures before I devoured it all. |

Ps. We are indeed doing much better since the hurricane and after a ton of hard work and weeks of inconvenience, life is finally getting back to normal. Thank you again!